From the Wilderness
Dec 1982 is when mama pushed me out of her womb
but now,
now i am banished from human society
with no means of fighting
human violence or beast
they stop,stare and then say i'm weak
i'm coming out from the wilderness
where it's too cold
screaming peace
rappin my favorite hip-hop song
exhaling weedsmoke
out of my nostrils
holdin a bottle of serengeti in my right hand.
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